Title: Terror Without a Face
Summery: Something terrible has happened.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: I don't own Kindred the embraced. The all other
characters belong to me.
Author: Amanda L.
Email: Honeyj7106@aol.com or Blackfury30@hotmail.com
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Pain exploded in his head as he tried to open his eyes.
It took two tries but he finally got them open. He had to blink
several times to clear up his vision a little bit. He sat up
quickly causing a wave of nauseous to pass through him. He turned
to his side as he felt the vomit coming up his throat. Once the
throwing up had subsided, he sat up in the strange bed and took
a look around at his surroundings. Though his vision was still
blurry, he could make out that he was in a motel room. From the looks
of things, it was a cheap room. The wall was bare except for a portrait
of a flower hanging in the center. Beside the bed there was a night
stand with a lamp and phone on it. He tried to reach for the phone.
Extreme pain rocketed him back into the bed when he tried to use his
left arm. Tears filled his eyes from the pain in his ribs added with the
pain coming from his arm. He tried to calm himself down but it seemed
to only make matters worse with his ribs. Finally, after what seemed like
hours the pain subsided to where he could handle it. He slowly sat up,
again. He reached for the phone and began dialing the first phone number
that came to him.
"Yes?" A male voice answered. There was something about the voice
that caused people to become memorized by it. There was just something
deeper in it besides the Italian accent.
"Julian?" His voice trembled. He never felt so scared in his life. He was
hurting all over and everything seemed to be making it worse. That wasn't
the reason he was scared. No, he was terrified over the fact that he didn't
remember what had happened.
"Frank? Is that you?" Julian Luna, prince of San Francisco asked.
His voice was tight and controlled. Anyone who knew him, though, would tell
you that underneath it all Julian was worried about the cop. A few days
ago Frank had disappeared. Neither Kindred nor human could find him anywhere.
Now out of the blue, the very man on everyone's mind calls. "Where are
you? Answer me, Frank?"
"I don't know." Frank crocked out. "I'm in a motel but I don't know
where." He looked at the night stand and for the first time, since waking
up in the room, he noticed the piece of paper beside the phone. He slowly
and carefully picked up the note and began reading it.
On the other end of the phone, Julian could hear all of Frank's
movements. He heard Frank's heart skip a beat and then it started to beat
so loud that it hurt his ears. Concern began to grew within Julian. Without
even noticing it, he started to pace the floor of his office. "FRANK."
He shouted loudly into the phone. The shout brought his bodyguard, Cash,
rushing into the office. Julian paid no attention to him. His only concern
was for the man that he was on the phone with. Cash watched as his Prince
paced the floor, waiting for a reply from the man on the other end of the
phone. It surprised Julian when he heard how shaky Frank's voice was.
"I..I found a note." Frank stuttered out the words. He spoke
it so quietly that Julian had a hard time hearing it.
"What does it say, Frank?" Julian asked. His voice barely hiding
the desperate tone in it.
"It..it says, 'I had a great time. I hope that you enjoyed the
past few days as much as I had. We will get together later.' What does it
mean? I don't remember anything. Why can't I remember?" Frank started to
become hysteric. His voice rose to a shout and his sobs made his words
barely understandable.
"Frank, I need you to calm down." Julian waited until he heard
the painful gasping start to slow down and even out. "Frank, are you able
to get up?" He heard a groan as Frank attempted to get out of the bed.
"I will take that as a no. Frank I want you to like still and keep the
phone line open. I'm going to have Cash trace your call. Once we get
the address, we will come and get you." Julian told the human as he
waved Cash off. He didn't notice that Cash had already left to do just that.
His mind was only set on the concern for the human cop.
Summery: Something terrible has happened.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: I don't own Kindred the embraced. The all other
characters belong to me.
Author: Amanda L.
Email: Honeyj7106@aol.com or Blackfury30@hotmail.com
***************************************************************
Pain exploded in his head as he tried to open his eyes.
It took two tries but he finally got them open. He had to blink
several times to clear up his vision a little bit. He sat up
quickly causing a wave of nauseous to pass through him. He turned
to his side as he felt the vomit coming up his throat. Once the
throwing up had subsided, he sat up in the strange bed and took
a look around at his surroundings. Though his vision was still
blurry, he could make out that he was in a motel room. From the looks
of things, it was a cheap room. The wall was bare except for a portrait
of a flower hanging in the center. Beside the bed there was a night
stand with a lamp and phone on it. He tried to reach for the phone.
Extreme pain rocketed him back into the bed when he tried to use his
left arm. Tears filled his eyes from the pain in his ribs added with the
pain coming from his arm. He tried to calm himself down but it seemed
to only make matters worse with his ribs. Finally, after what seemed like
hours the pain subsided to where he could handle it. He slowly sat up,
again. He reached for the phone and began dialing the first phone number
that came to him.
"Yes?" A male voice answered. There was something about the voice
that caused people to become memorized by it. There was just something
deeper in it besides the Italian accent.
"Julian?" His voice trembled. He never felt so scared in his life. He was
hurting all over and everything seemed to be making it worse. That wasn't
the reason he was scared. No, he was terrified over the fact that he didn't
remember what had happened.
"Frank? Is that you?" Julian Luna, prince of San Francisco asked.
His voice was tight and controlled. Anyone who knew him, though, would tell
you that underneath it all Julian was worried about the cop. A few days
ago Frank had disappeared. Neither Kindred nor human could find him anywhere.
Now out of the blue, the very man on everyone's mind calls. "Where are
you? Answer me, Frank?"
"I don't know." Frank crocked out. "I'm in a motel but I don't know
where." He looked at the night stand and for the first time, since waking
up in the room, he noticed the piece of paper beside the phone. He slowly
and carefully picked up the note and began reading it.
On the other end of the phone, Julian could hear all of Frank's
movements. He heard Frank's heart skip a beat and then it started to beat
so loud that it hurt his ears. Concern began to grew within Julian. Without
even noticing it, he started to pace the floor of his office. "FRANK."
He shouted loudly into the phone. The shout brought his bodyguard, Cash,
rushing into the office. Julian paid no attention to him. His only concern
was for the man that he was on the phone with. Cash watched as his Prince
paced the floor, waiting for a reply from the man on the other end of the
phone. It surprised Julian when he heard how shaky Frank's voice was.
"I..I found a note." Frank stuttered out the words. He spoke
it so quietly that Julian had a hard time hearing it.
"What does it say, Frank?" Julian asked. His voice barely hiding
the desperate tone in it.
"It..it says, 'I had a great time. I hope that you enjoyed the
past few days as much as I had. We will get together later.' What does it
mean? I don't remember anything. Why can't I remember?" Frank started to
become hysteric. His voice rose to a shout and his sobs made his words
barely understandable.
"Frank, I need you to calm down." Julian waited until he heard
the painful gasping start to slow down and even out. "Frank, are you able
to get up?" He heard a groan as Frank attempted to get out of the bed.
"I will take that as a no. Frank I want you to like still and keep the
phone line open. I'm going to have Cash trace your call. Once we get
the address, we will come and get you." Julian told the human as he
waved Cash off. He didn't notice that Cash had already left to do just that.
His mind was only set on the concern for the human cop.